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What's your road,  Man?  Madman  road,  Rainbow  road,  Guppy
                                road? Anyway,  It's an anywhere road  for anybody anyhow.
                                                  —  Jack Kerouac
                                What  I  must do  is  all  that  concerns  me,  not  what the  people
                                think.  This  rule,  equally  arduous  in  actual  and  in  intellectual
                                life, may serve for the whole distinction between greatness and
                                meanness.  It is harder because you will always find those who
                                think they know what is your duty better than you know it.  It is
                                easy in  the world to  live after the world's opinion;  it is easy in
                                solitude to live after your own;  but the great man is he who in
                                the  midst  of  the  crowd  keeps  with  perfect  sweetness  the
                                independence of solitude.
                                                  —   R.W.  Emerson
                                Dad,  Mom,  nan,  Zaddy,  and  last  but not least Chris-  I  know  I
                                can seem a  bit unappreciative at times,  thanks for everything
                                —   Love you.

                                nat-  it  was  the  best  of times,  it  was  the  worst  of times...just
                                playing.  T-Bear-43.


























 *ove and thanks to  Soph  "ahiru  no  pekkle",  Alisa  "  you  hear that apple?"  Drooker,
  jarg ” like buttah" Jackson,  Emily Caroline  " Jane Fonda"  Erstling ( the first), Sarah
 I .  (  don't forget your sweatshirt),  Kerry G.  aka  the  queen  of cookies,  Becca  and  her
 [(boyfriend",  Emily-Suh  and  her amazing  maganeh  and  McDoodoos,  Mel  B.,  VH,  and
 >ie barnyard  bunch,  K(athy)  C,  B,  MJD,  Westie,  Ms.  Landis,  Mr.  Mac,  Mrs.  Archibald,
 [ nd all people who  have taught me,  students and  teachers alike.
  to my parents, you two big geeks- thank you  for the sacrifice,  for the  learning,  for the
  caching, for the giving,  for the thinking, for the seeing, for the listening,  for the waiting
  nd for the knowing.  For teaching me to travel and letting me make the trip on my own.
                  Be like a  bird,  pausing in  his  flight
                        On  limb too slight,
                     Feels it give way, yet sings,
                      Knowing he has wings.
                         —   Victor Hugo




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